After the usual coffees and muesli breakfast we dined on Peter's hot fresh bread. What could be better, smothered in peanut butter or Vegemite. The sun was shining and there was very little wind across the water. The suggestion was that we swim ashore before moving on, but as is often the case, the plans changed!
We all headed to the shore, walked as far as we could in a northerly direction and eventually saw an opening in the fringing reef that would allow us to snorkel along the outer edge of the reef before heading back to Trilogy. It was a long swim, but by far the best experience of coral we have had this trip. The calm water, abundant coral and colourful fish created a beautiful underwater garden. We snorkelled a couple of kilometres all the way home. The group all tried to stay together but the buddy system doesn't always last. Colin had swam all the way without snorkel and flippers as he thought the plan was just the swim to shore and back. By the time he got back to Trilogy, he was heard to say 'I know what it is like to drown now!' Peter felt a bit alarmed and deployed the tender to make sure the rest of us were doing OK, which fortunately we were. We rested with a cuppa in hand on the foredeck and took a break before having some lunch.
Later in the afternoon, the skipper announced that we would go into the new and large Marina Pescaderia in Puerto Real, a day earlier than planned as the wind had come up from the NW, which put us on a lee shore. There was a shallow channel to negotiate and although we crept in checking the depths constantly, we still managed to have a scary moment when Colin on the foredeck spotted an unchartered rock in the middle of a 3 metre channel. We were very lucky to have avoided any damage and it vindicated the standard practice of having a person scanning the water ahead. It also was confirmation that the Puerto Rican waters are full of hazards that have not been accurately charted. We anchored off the marina and called the marina office for advice. We were assured that the marina could accommodate Trilogy's draft and before long we were berthed on an outer pier.
As it was lateish, we settled for a meal at the marina bar and restaurant A Tu Gusto which was pleasant and sociable. There was quite a gathering of yachties all in good spirits and one skipper approached Colin on the pretence of admiring his bright blue Caribbean shirt. Needless to say, this guy was wearing a bright pink flamingo print shirt. As it turns out this guy was a keen aviator as is Colin, so a business card was exchanged for when Colin next visits the south of Florida. We all enjoyed our meals and headed off to bed feeling contented.
Next morning, which was the last full day of Amelia and Colin's visit, we busied ourselves in many directions. The marina offered a washing machine and dryer, there was a bakery about one kilometre away which sold fresh bread, cakes, breakfasts and coffee, buying fresh whole red snapper at the marina, cleaning Trilogy below decks and revictuelling. Sue and Ros set off with Harry the dubious taxi driver, who wanted $30 for his return service in a clapped out vehicle who cared more about his own needs than his passengers. We stood up to his desire to rip us off and gave him $20.
Lunch was eaten at the marina followed by quiet time as the sky had once more become laden with ominous clouds. After the rain passed we gathered for drinks and chatter, mostly sharing stories of great holiday experiences. Dinner was a short walk from the marina at Brisas del Mar and we mostly chose to eat fillet of fish dishes (red snapper and mahi mahi) served with various tasty sauces and french fries. The skipper wants it recorded that his fillet of red snapper stuffed with seafood in a garlic sauce was the best fish meal he's ever had!
Next morning, It was time for Colin and Amelia's departure after breakfast so we were all up early, enjoying the beautiful sunny weather. Being Saturday, there were a number of motor boats loading up their ice and food items for a weekend of fishing and before we knew it we had farewelled Colin and Amelia. Their plane back to the UK departed around 19:00 and they planned to drive a rental car through the mountainous centre of Puerto Rica to San Juan airport. We  had really enjoyed their company, all the marvellous Spanish chocolate and limited edition Bombay Sapphire Gin went down a treat!
The skipper had again been contemplating circumnavigation of Puerto Rico, but that would mean picking a favourable weather window and venturing out into big northerly swells with no protected anchorages for about 140NM. On the plus side, it is about 50NM shorter than turning around and retracing our steps along the southern and some of the east coast. After several conversations with other yachties, it was clear that no one thought it a good idea to go much further north, so the decision was made. 
We took a bit more time getting Trilogy ready to sail and by then the wind was gusting between 15-20 knots and blowing across the beam from the SE. This made getting out of the berth very tricky and although we all knew what our particular tasks were and the order of releasing lines, the wind did not cooperate and the dock and go struggled to make headway. Despite the degree of difficulty and a sudden strong gust of wind just as the bow line was released, the good team work got Trilogy through the pylons unscathed. The crew all had their heart rates up, not to mention what the skipper must have been feeling. The intention of going to the adjacent fuel dock to refuel was quickly abandoned!
Safely out through the channel and making sure we didn't go anywhere near the submerged rock (which the marina agreed to investigate with a diving team), we headed for clear water and turned further north to anchor off Punta Ostiones, just 5 NM away.
Trilogy is in the pic, taken by Dronie2. She is the larger of the two yachts facing the camera.